All language subtitles for NCIS New Orleans S03 E06 Eng Sub

You lied to me.

Somebody's giving me two!

Who's ringing my bell?

You?

Master Chief!

Not that easy by a long shot.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

I need two!

Get me out of here!

You want to be a Navy
SEAL or don't you?

What the hell's wrong with you,
Marchand?

Leave those bindings
and get back in.

I'm not getting back
in the water!

You quitting on me, sailor?

Huh? You gonna
ring the bell?

I'm sorry. I can't, sir.

- I can't!
- Damn it!

Get back here,
you son of a bitch!

♪ NCIS:New Orleans 3x06 ♪
One Good Man
Original Air Date on November 15, 2016

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Gone a little heavy on the carbs
in your honor, Danny.

Yes.

By the way,
your mom ever whip up

any of your favorite meals

when you were on
your wilderness adventure?

Oh, now, Dwayne,
you do recall,

I did buy a brand-new
cookstove for the trip.

Never made it out
the box, though.

Oh, hush, kid.

Microwaves were
invented for a reason.

Yeah, well,
good a time as any

to learn how to prepare
your own meals, Danny.

Heading to college,

winter semester.

You gonna be taking the
cookstove, too, ain't ya?

Oh, I'm not sure they
allow those

in the dorms at UNO, but...

- Mm-hmm.
- Uh...

Not gonna be in the dorms.

Oh?

You staying home?

It's the first
I've ever heard of it.

No, I mean, um,

I'm not gonna be at UNO.

I've, uh, decided
to join the Navy.

Since when?

Couple weeks now.

Um, I spoke to a recruiter.

He talked me
through the details,

and, um, there's a lot of
options I like.

Well, that-that is...

...some big news, huh, Loretta?

And, you know,

can't do any better
than the Navy.

Uh,

excuse me.

Uh... I-I... I got to take this.

Sorry.

Pride here.

Got it.

Heading over.

Danny?

Sorry to steal your
thunder, here, but, uh,

dead sailor by
Gretna ferry landing.

Kit's in the car.

I'll meet you there.

We'll discuss this later.

Our victim is
Petty Officer Corey Marchand.

Navy SEAL candidate training

at that new pilot
program at Stennis.

He's due to graduate
in a couple of weeks.

His wallet and keys
are still here,

but his phone is gone.

Not easy taking down a SEAL,

even a pup.

You can take down
pretty much anyone

with a bullet to the head.

Looks like a dump job,

judging from the lack of blood.

Why don't you let me examine him

before we jump to conclusions?

Just sayin'.

Nonetheless.

You might want
to check his wrists,

looks like he was bound.

Thank you.

Is she okay?

She's fine.

Any witnesses?

Canvassed the area--
nothing.

Oh.

If Marchand's still in training,
he's a long way from Stennis.

Day off?

SEALs trainees
don't take days off.

Ah.

BUDS training
is 24 weeks of hell.

BUDS?

Basic Underwater Demolition.
SEALs.

Convoluted acronym,
if you ask me.

Ah.

You need to get that,
Christopher?

No, sir, I'm good.

Sorry about that.
Okay.

Hey, just spoke to

Command's Master at Arms
at Stennis.

Petty Officer Marchand's
been UA for 24 hours.

Marchand sneaks to NOLA,

gets more than
he bargained for?

Marchand's two weeks
from graduating,

don't think he's gonna
risk it all

for a night on the town.

I would have given anything
to play hooky

my last days at Quantico.

Well, SEALs
are different.

I don't think he was
joining the SEALs, Dwayne.

Transfer papers,

dated today.

He was quitting SEALs.

Well, if Marchand was
fixing to tap out,

why sneak off the day before?

Well, I guess we're
going to Stennis to find out.

Petty Officer Marchand
was a good sailor.

Top of his class,
a damn shame.

If Marchand was so good,

why'd he have
the transfer papers?

60% of candidates won't make it.

Most times, you can tell
who'll ring the bell

the day they arrive.

Other times, it's a mystery.

The mystery is:

why did Marchand go UA without
getting his papers signed?

Was he in some kind of trouble
recently?

Don't allow
trouble in SEALs training.

Come on, Chief.

Bunch of young guys

cooped up together for weeks.

Sometimes trouble
happens, right?

Not here, not
these young guys.

No doubt you run a tight ship,
but we found

these marks
on Marchand's wrists.

Drownproofing.

Sailors execute a series

of underwater maneuvers
with their arms and legs bound.

Oh, that sounds
like torture to me.

No, it's training.
For a SEAL, getting over

the instinctual fear of drowning
is critical.

That's right.

And frankly,
Marchand was struggling.

I thought you said
he was top of his class?

He was,
in every other regard.

But you fail drownproofing,
you wash out.

What, a Navy SEAL
can't have a bad day?

When they do, people die, ma'am.

You saying he rang the bell?

No, sir. Not in front of me.
I sent him

back to the barracks
to pull himself together.

Yeah, but weren't you
kind of curious

where he was the last day
and a half?

Got 50 living
sailors, ma'am.

Not a lot of time
for curiosity.

Now, if you'll
excuse me.

You getting the
feeling I'm getting?

Yeah.

He's hiding something.

Your phone's been
blowing up all morning.

What gives?

Just an old friend.

By old friend,
you mean former hook up?

Where'd you get that from?

You didn't save her number
in your contacts.

Well, maybe she changed
phones recently.

Oh, so she is
a former hook up.

And judging from the 15 texts
on the ride up,

I'm assuming she doesn't
take no for an answer.

- You done?
- For now.

Petty Officer Hollister?

You Corey Marchand's roommate?

Yes, ma'am.

Any clue why he went UA?

No, ma'am.

Marchand still has
his civies here.

If he was putting in
his transfer papers,

why didn't he pack?

No, Corey,
he-he tried to pack.

He was stopped.

Stopped by who?

Hey.

Hey.

If you saw something,

you need to say something.

Ma'am, I still have
to survive here.

Well, your best friend Corey,

he didn't survive.

You know,
I just keep my head down.

I don't know anything.

SEALs aren't about

keeping their heads down.

They look out
for their brothers.

Who wouldn't let him pack?

Look...

it was the drownproofing.

The what now?

I'll explain it to you later.

What happened?

Corey freaked out.

He was, uh...

he was ready
to ring the bell...

and then Master Chief Jolly
went off on him.

He wouldn't let him
ring that bell?

He followed Corey back here.

He refused to let him leave.

And then he forced him
back to the pool,

just the two of them.

Told Corey that he would

pass drownproofing
or die trying.

He took it like it was personal.

How do you know he said that

if it was just the two of them?

Because I followed them.

And I recorded everything.

Please, sir. Please!

Turn around and give me
your damn arms, sailor!

Looks personal to me.

Please!
- Turn around,

and give me your damn arms,
sailor!

You want explain
what we just watched?

It's called EMI.

Extra Military
Instruction.

A common practice.

Does it usually end
with a dead sailor

found by the river?

Not usually.

You understand,

this video brings up questions.

Yeah, like why you
lied about seeing Marchand

after drownproofing.

I didn't kill
Petty Officer Marchand,

if that's what
you're implying.

Chief Jolly,

you take pride in your work.

Guiding young men
to become

elite fighters.

Yes, I do, sir.

We take pride in our work, too.

Right now, that means
getting justice for Marchand.

We need your help.

I was trying to help him.

By tying him up,
humiliating him?

By making him face his fears.

I believed he can overcome them.

For most, it's drowning.

But for Marchand,
he was in a panic

as soon as he saw the ropes.

What happened
after the recording?

I untied him.

I told him to deal with
whatever was eating him

and if he still wanted to
ring the bell in the morning,

I'd let him.

But he disappeared after that.

Something was haunting that kid.

I thought I was
helping him, but...

but maybe I just
pushed him too far.

Come on, you're not buying
this crying-on-the-inside act.

I don't feel like it's an act.

One of his men is dead.

Jolly feels responsible.

I don't, I don't think
he pulled the trigger.

Yeah, but it wouldn't be
the first time

an instructor went overboard.

Not like this.

And we still
don't have a motive.

All we do know is that
Marchand left base...

24 hours later he was dead.

Check Jolly's alibi to be sure.

I'll find out what
Lasalle and Gregorio

have learned about Marchand.

Only child, struggling
single mom who died last year

when he was a senior
in high school.

He had something going
for him, though, King.

He was tall, fast
and he was good at the post.

Lafitte High School basketball,
some of the best in the state.

A huge feeder
into the NCAA.

Even with that pool of talent,
Marchand was an up-and-comer.

I mean, I saw
the kid play.

He was...
he was good.

But he didn't take
the college scholarship,

joined the Navy,

qualified for SEAL training.

Kid played at an elite level.

Trained to be the best
of the best.

Got derailed, though.

Something I should know
about, Christopher?

Nah, I'll take
care of it, King.

Nothing in Marchand's history
gets him killed.

Need to know where he went
after he left base.

Yeah, we're pulling
his credit card statement

of the last two days.

Good.

Loretta finished her autopsy.

I'll go see her.

You two
follow that credit card trial.

Learn things.

Okay.

Man, I have never seen
radiographs like this before.

Marchand's lung capacity
is two times a normal male's.

I get winded when
I run up the stairs.

He was an athlete, Sebastian.

Yeah, you're telling me.

I-I did a rough calculation.

He's got to be nearly
46% muscle mass.

I'm... maybe 25.

If you count sinew,
which, you know...

a lot of people don't.

Are you here for a reason?

Um, you said that you had
stomach contents for me.

So... here I am.

On the counter.

Hey, Sebastian.
- Hey.

Whatever you do,

don't bring up
physiology, okay?

She's not in the mood.

What do you got, Loretta?

Cause of death

for Petty Officer Marchand

is a single gunshot to the head.

Stippling indicates
close contact.

Also, signs of tendinitis,

shoulder separation,

tibia stress fractures.

Not uncommon, considering the
intensity of his SEAL training.

He had his whole life
ahead of him.

Look at him.

It's a waste.

What are we talking about here,
Loretta?

Danny was accepted to college.

We put away money.

You helped.

Nothing wrong
with wanting to serve.

No, there's nothing
wrong with that,

but he's already survived
a hard life.

I was hoping his future
would be a little easier.

You can't keep him in a bubble.

We had a plan.

Plans change.

Not this one.

When Laurel wanted
to quit school,

you remember
what you said to me?

“Get out of
your own way.

Hear her out.”
- Yeah.

But she didn't drop out.

And Danny's a different child.

He's not a child.

He's a young man.

Too young to make this decision.

Look, he looks up to you.

Can't you convince him
to change his mind?

Dwayne, please.

Need a hand?

Thank you.

Got it.

Sorry we had to run out.

Yeah, not so sure I am.

Mom seemed
kind of pissed.

She asked you
to come by

and talk me
out of it, right?

She just wants me
to talk to you, Danny.

Yeah, we both know
that's not how she put it.

She cares about you.

She thinks I'm being impulsive.

Like I haven't thought
it through.

Have you?

A week ago, you were

picking classes,
thinking about trying out

for the baseball team.
Yeah, because I knew

that's what she wanted.

I just couldn't work up
the nerve to say what I want.

All I want to do is serve...

like Mom, like you.

Just do it on my own.

Yeah. Nothing wrong
with having help.

You've helped enough.

This is the path that I want.

Sounds like you have
thought it out.

You should, uh...

explain it to your mom.

Yeah, um...
about that.

I was kind of hoping you would.

Oh...

Look, when I speak,

all she hears
is a little kid.

Okay? She respects you.

She'll listen to you.

I'm not so sure
about that, Danny.

Please.

I need your help.

Marchand made half a dozen
charges in this area

over a four hour period
yesterday afternoon.

Sandwich shop
across the street.

And three coffees
at the coffee cart here.

A couple of beers
at Desi Vega.

Why? Was he...

waiting for someone
or waiting on something?

I don't know.
Let's find out.

You want to go to the
sandwich shop first?

Sure.

You don't answer
that girl's calls,

she's not going away.

She's gonna come
looking for you.

And you better hope
she's not a bunny boiler

because then
you're screwed.

She's not a bunny boiler.

Then put her
out of her misery.

How do you know
so much about it?

Because I've been on both sides
of that phone.

I've ducked my share of calls...

And you boiled your share
of bunnies?

No.

I've showed up at
a doorstep or two.

I'm not proud
of that, though.

Well, why do you care
so much about it, anyway?

I don't, Lasalle.

I'm out of here
the second

the FBI shuts
down the cartel.

I was just making
conversation.

Okay.

Well, this girl shows up
for Jazz Fest two years ago.

Mm-hmm.

You know, we hang out
for a couple of weeks

and then she goes home.

Radio silence until now.

So, then just
call the girl,

solve the mystery.

Is that what
the expert says?

No. It's common sense.

You coming or what?

Well, I was just thinking.

What if it's not where
Marchand spent his money,

but where he was
waiting to go?

Meaning?

Sandwich shop,

Desi Vega's and...

the coffee cart.

All within
shouting distance

of city hall.

Marchand took an interesting
stop yesterday.

City hall.

He waited outside

for four hours
before going in.

Find out what
he was doing there?

Better yet,
we can show you.

Mayor Hamilton?

Are you kidding me?

That's about how we
reacted when we saw it.

What does Petty
Officer Marchand want

with the mayor
of New Orleans?

Yeah, well, whatever it is,

I'm thinking it's connected
to what got him killed.

Can I help you?

Federal agent,
here to see the mayor.

Sorry, the mayor's
in a meeting right now.

Well, that's okay.

I'll just let myself in.

Hey, wait!

Wait!
Need to talk, Mr. Mayor.

Uh... ladies and gentlemen,
Dwayne Pride,

protector of our city
and apparently incapable

of making an appointment.

Now, please.

Everybody, it's okay.

Just give me a few
minutes, if you will.

Thank you.

And, uh... what can I do
for you, Dwayne?

Corey Marchand.

Navy SEAL candidate.

Went UA and came to see you
yesterday afternoon.

Well, you know, a lot of people
come to see me.

I am the mayor.

Yeah, well, this person

you had forcibly removed.

Or does that happen a lot, too?

Oh, yeah, I remember that.

So, uh... what's your point?

He was shot to death.

Dumped by the Gretna
ferry landing.

Need to know what he wanted.

I have no idea.

Honestly.

I-I never got a chance
to find out.

Yeah, because
your security detail took him away.

When a stranger comes
up on the mayor...

He's not a stranger!

We couldn't find his phone...

but we got his record
from the phone company.

He made a half dozen calls
to your office.

Now, how do you know Marchand?

Uh...

Lafitte High School basketball.

What? You're a...

you're a booster?

Some of my donors are.

I go to the games.

You know, fund-raisers.

I... cohost the annual
Courtside Dinner,

which happens to be
tomorrow night.

And Marchand?

Met him at the dinner last year.

Said he was going Navy.

I gave him an attaboy,
gave him my card.

I told him if he ever
needed anything...

You'd throw him out
of city hall.

Uh, he was being very aggressive
with me, Dwayne.

He made six phone calls to you.

Ever think that he might have

something important to say?

I figured I'd see him
at the dinner.

Mayor?

I'll see myself out.

♪ Oh, oh, oh.... ♪

Hey, King. We tried to
track Marchand's movements

after city hall.

Didn't find anything.

Yeah, well, whatever happened,

Hamilton knows more
than he's saying.

Might have to do with
the Lafitte basketball team.

I got Sonja looking into
Hamilton's movements yesterday.

Help her out, would you?

Oh, doing a deep dive
on the mayor?

Why not? It's been a couple
days since we went gone rogue.

Mayor's a person
of interest now?

Wouldn't be the first time.

Whatever Marchand wanted
to say to the mayor

is why he freaked out during
training exercises and went UA.

Only connection point's
Marchand's basketball team.

Basketball's big
business here.

Where there's smoke, there's...

Is everything
in this town dirty?

And D.C. is so...

squeaky clean?

Christopher Lasalle.

I have called you
all sorts of names...

“Rude” was never one of them.

You've been ignoring me.

Told you so.

See you inside.

Melody.

It's great to see you.

All evidence to the contrary.

I know. I've been rude.

I've been busy, but...

that's no excuse.

Yeah. That's more like it.

Oh...

Hold on.

It's been a long time, Mel.

Yeah, well,
not too long to forget

about how much fun we had.

I know we had a good time.

Yeah.
- But times have changed.

People, too.

Funny, that's, uh...

kind of why I wanted
to get in touch.

Drove all the way
from Charleston to see you.

I got to show you something.

His name's Tucker.

Wow. You're a mom now.

And you're a dad, Christopher.

♪ Oh-oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh... ♪

So, from what I've put together,

Mayor Hamilton left city hall
yesterday afternoon,

went to the charity event,
and then straight home.

Nothing suspicious about it.

Okay. We could get a warrant,
dump his phone.

Or Patton could skip
due process, hack his way in.

Mm-mm.
Patton's out of town,

and we don't have enough
evidence for a warrant.

Not yet we don't, but I'm onto

something interesting.

Oh, what you got?
Marchand went UA

two days before
the annual Courtside Dinner,

the one the Lafitte
basketball team has.

Mm-hmm.

I looked into the dinner.

Found this article.

Oh, the dinner
got cancelled last year?

More like shut down.
There was a brawl.

Police got involved, everything.

Okay. But what does that
have to do with Marchand?

Marchand's the one
that started the fight.

He went after his coach,
guy named...

Bud Erens? Broke his jaw.

But there's nothing
in Marchand's record that says

he was arrested
for assault.

Because he wasn't.
I called NOPD.

No sign of a police report.

Sebastian-- he's got something.

I'm gonna meet Pride
at the morgue.

Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.

Yo, country mouse. You okay?

Looks like a bomb
got dropped on you.

You got no idea.

All right.
Well, fill me in later.

Hey, Sebastian.
What do you got?

That bad, huh?

Let's... stick to the case.

All right.

Road trip...

to get intimately acquainted
with Coach Bud Erens.

Could be the key to
why Marchand went UA.

The history of sauce has always
been rife with intrigue.

You know? Ever since
the first man mixed ketchup

and mayonnaise, added relish
and called it “secret.”

Some people actually call it
Thousand Island dressing.

Sebastian.

Why are we here?

Oh, right.

Petty Officer Marchand's
stomach contents...

Oh, you found
Thousand Island dressing?

Uh, no. But I did find shrimp

covered in a mixture of garlic,

Worcestershire sauce,
creole seasoning,

various other unique
ingredients.

In other words, secret sauce.

Technically,
it's just special sauce,

since the recipe is readily
available on their Web site.

Who is “they,” Sebastian?

Oh. Fox's restaurant?

It's where Marchand had
his last meal yesterday.

It's not a bad choice, either,
as far as last meals go.

They're known for having
the best barbeque shrimp

this side of the Mississippi.

That's not all
they're known for.

Fox's hosts the Courtside Dinner

every year
for Lafitte basketball.

Thank you.

All right.

I'll stay here, though.
I'll... I'll, uh...

I'll mix some
of this stuff up.

I'll bottle it up!

I can't get my head
around this.

Who'd want to hurt
Corey Marchand?

You knew him well?

Support the team
best I can.

Marchand
was a star player.

Great kid,
had a bright future.

Worked hard to get him
a scholarship at L.S.U.

He chose a different path.

We know he came by
the restaurant yesterday.

Any idea why?

I wasn't around, unfortunately.

I was hoping to see him
at the Courtside Dinner.

I'm surprised he got an invite
after the fight last year.

Oh, Corey and Coach just...

heated up a little.
You know, boys being boys.

Coach's jaw was broken.
Police were called in.

Yeah. I know.
It got pretty ugly.

Marchand left the base
without permission,

went to two places--

city hall
and your restaurant.

And then he was killed.

Corey was a good kid.

His mom did the best by him
that she could,

God rest her soul,
but he grew up hard.

Rough neighborhoods,
drugs, gangs.

Mr. Fox.
Uh, excuse me.

I need to sign off on something,

I'll get right back.

Not sure Marchand
came here to see him.

My guess...

is the busboy.

Been watching us
since we walked in.

NCIS Special Agents,
Pride and Percy.

You're about to ask me about
Corey. Let me stop you,

'cause I haven't seen him
in nearly a year.

What's your name, son?

Mason Holt.

Okay, Mason. Here's the thing.

We know he was here last night.

Just a matter of time
for us to figure out

if you were working then, too,
so just save us the legwork.

Corey came in, okay?

He ate. Shot the breeze.
He left.

So, why'd you lie?

I don't want trouble.

But there is
trouble, Mason.

Your friend is dead.

But you already know
that, don't you?

Like I said,
I don't know nothing.

Okay, but see,
the way you're saying

you don't know nothing,
tells me you know a lot.

Did you play ball together?

He was small forward,
I was point guard.

Must have had skills.

I was all right.

Not like Corey.
So, the fight

between Marchand
and Coach Erens last year?

It wasn't much of a fight.

Corey clocked Coach good.

Want to tell us why?

I can't.

Some things you never say.

No matter what.

Marchand had a secret?

Something to do
with Coach Erens?

Why you keep asking me
about Coach?

Coach is a great guy.

All right. Coach is great.

So, tell me this.

How'd you get the scars
on your wrists?

I got to get back to work.

Hey, Mason.

Sonja. Let him go.

For now.

Well, we got two players
and a coach.

This isn't about drugs or gangs.

This is a basketball team.

Yeah. Something
being covered up

by a lot of people.
- Yeah.

And all roads lead
to Coach Erens.

- Christopher.
- Yes, sir.

Need you to track down
Coach Erens right away.

Way ahead of you, King.

Somebody else got to him first.

Petty Officer Marchand freaks
out during SEAL drownproofing,

goes UA.

Tries to contact Mayor Hamilton
and a former teammate

about some sort of secret
having to do

with the high school
basketball team.

Ends up shot to death.
Maybe because of a fight he had

with his coach a year ago.

Yeah, who was also... shot dead.

Well, I found Marchand's
missing cell.

He was here
before he was killed.

Why would he leave it?

And what's this big secret

that got
two people killed?

I think we all know what secret
they're talking about here.

What?

The profiler in me
sees this big screen TV,

every gaming system
known to man.

It's tailor-made
for teenage boys.

Well, Sebastian
and I have big TVs

and gaming system.
That doesn't mean anything.

Yeah, but what about
his wall of fame over there?

Sure does like
to throw parties for his boys.

He's their... their coach.
I mean, that's not uncommon.

Him and Marchand being murdered
makes it uncommon.

You think Marchand
was abused by his coach?

It's definitely a possibility.

Check this out.

Texts from Marchand
to the coach.

“You need to face the facts.

“Admit what happened
to me and the others.

If you don't, I will.”

He was trying to expose

the truth about the abuse.

Coach kills him
to keep it a secret?

Yeah. But who killed the coach?

What do you see, Gregorio?

This picture of Marchand.

Check out his wrists.

Wrist bands.

He's the only one wearing them.

Hiding something?

I saw marks
on Mason's wrists, too.

Maybe tying up was
the coach's thing.

Marchand was bound before.

That's why he freaked out
in training.

Sexual abuse in these situations
is rarely an isolated incident.

Probably other victims
out there.

Upon further examination,

I found evidence of hypertrophic
scars on Marchand's wrists.

Suggests a history
of being bound.

Explains why the
drownproofing exercise

caused Marchand to panic.

His instructor motivated
him to face his issues.

Went looking for his abuser.

Threatened to expose him.

It's possible Marchand
killed his coach,

someone else killed him
to keep the scandal quiet.

Mm. Afraid not, Dwayne.

Lividity suggests Marchand
was dead hours before

Coach Erens was killed.

What are we missing here?

The murder weapon.

But Sebastian's got
slugs from both bodies.

May find your answer.

You're looking for an answer
from me about Danny.

I don't have one.

You couldn't convince him

to change his mind
about enlisting?

Honestly?

I didn't try.

That makes no sense
to me, Dwayne!

He hasn't made
this choice lightly.

He gave it a lot of thought

and it's not my place
to stand in his way.

It absolutely is your place.

You have a stake in his future.

I know.

But it's still his future.

Don't.

That boy's seen
too much violence,

too much hardship.

No reason for him
to face any more.

He doesn't see the Navy
as hardship, Loretta.

He sees it as an
opportunity to serve.

He asked me to tell you.

Why can't he tell me?

Guess he takes after his mother
in that way.

I'm gonna go check in with
Sebastian about the ballistics.

Talk to your boy.

The girl must've gotten to you

if you're considering
that invitation.

Not considering anything
right now.

Just waiting on Coach Erens'
personnel file from Lafitte.

Hey, look, I get it.

Smoking hot girl.

It's a biological imperative.

Well, let's just say
it's complicated.

Mm-hmm.

All right,
here's the personnel file.

Erens took over the program
three years ago.

He's got a stellar
winning percentage.

He'd come highly recommended

from his previous school
in Tennessee.

I looked into the coach's
criminal record.

Not so much
as a speeding ticket.

There's no smoke here.

Well, I found our smoke.

Just spoke to a friend
at NOPD Special Victims.

Complaint filed by a parent
a few years back.

You got details?

Allegations of sexual abuse.

The victim was a freshman,
remained anonymous.

The parents claimed
he wasn't the only one,

and it landed on the DA's desk.

I already checked with the DA.
There were no investigations.

Right.

That's because the DA
squashed the whole thing.

Told the cops to back off,

and the family ended up
transferring out of state.

So, when'd this happen?

Five years ago.

So, before Coach Erens

took over the program.

He's not the abuser.

Who's got the juice

for this kind of cover up,
though?

I can think of someone.

Hamilton was a councilman
back then.

Deep ties to the DA's office.

Makes the scandal go away
to protect the team.

That doesn't make him
our shooter.

No.

But we do have a lead.

Sebastian got a ballistics match

on the murder weapon.

.380 automatic pistol.

Registered to Mason Holt.

That kid we talked to yesterday.

The one with the marks
on his wrists.

Yeah.

He's working
the Lafitte Courtside Dinner

at Fox's Seafood.

Well, let's go get him.

Coach Erens was killed?

You seem surprised.

Yes, I am.

This thing is spiraling
out of control.

Got work to do,
excuse me.

Mr. Fox.

Mason Holt-- where is he?

He's on the
terrace. Why?

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Mason?

Mason!

Federal agents. Freeze!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, get back.

Get out of the way!
Get back, get back.

Get out of the way!

No one else needs
to get hurt here, son.

I know you're upset,
Mason.

How 'bout you
put the knife down.

We'll talk.

You don't get it.

You don't understand.

I want to.

I know someone abused
Marchand, maybe you, too.

I know Marchand wanted
to tell the truth.

He shouldn't have said anything!

Did you hurt him, Mason?

I would never hurt Corey.

But it was your gun.

He told me we couldn't talk!

Nobody would believe us!

Who?

Marchand?

I just want this to be over.

Look at me, Mason.

I didn't...
- Look at me.

I didn't shoot anybody!

I know you didn't.

See?

He was wrong when he told you
nobody would believe you.

I believe you.

Now let's work this out.

Come on.

The fight...

between Marchand and Coach,
what happened?

Coach knew Corey was torn
about something,

and he wanted him to speak.

Corey wasn't ready last year
and he lashed out.

Yesterday...

Dinner comes back again,
and he was ready.

Right?

He wanted
you and Coach to help.

You told somebody else, right?

- I can't.
- Right?

- I can't, I can't, I can't.
- Look at me, look at me, look at me.

You told somebody else,
the same person

who killed Marchand and Coach,
right?

I didn't, I didn't think
he'd hurt them.

It's not on you, Mason.

It's on him.

Come on.

You can still help finish

what Corey started.

You can honor him.

Yeah.

Who hurt Marchand?

Hurt you?

Charles Fox.

He did it all.

Where are you goin'?

The party's not over yet.

Don't.

Fox, put
your hands up.

Put 'em up!

Step out.

This is a big misunderstanding.

And this is the murder weapon.

It's no bueno, Mr. Fox.

I mean, I knew
Charlie Fox 15 years.

I cannot believe he's
capable of any of that.

That's what people said
about Sandusky.

That's the story
you're going with?

So you think I knew
that he was sexually abusing

the players on the team?
Is that what you're telling me?

I think you didn't want to, and
made sure you didn't have to.

Yeah? And how did I
do that exactly?

You made, you made
allegations disappear.

You had Marchand
removed from city hall.

- I was going to call him.
- Oh, my...

I was going to call him.
Are you kidding me?

Th-there were rumors,
there were rumors, okay?

I heard them;
there were stories.

You know how many rumors
there are in this city?

About everybody.

About me, you even.

You cannot believe it all.

This could've gone different.

Could've gone different if
you'd just talked to Marchand.

Well, I'm just gonna have to
live with that, aren't I?

How's this? I'll establish
a blue ribbon committee.

You can sit on it, yeah.

We'll create a safe haven for
victims of abuse, how's that?

That sounds swell.

Leave me out of it.

Uh, heads up.
Bunny boiler's back.

She's not a
bunny boiler.

Listen, you're a grown man,
go with God, okay?

Is this, uh...

one of your coworkers?

Yes, it is.

Melody, meet Tammy,
one of my colleagues.

- Tammy, Melody.
- How are you?

I'm good. Thank you.

Who's this little one?

- So cute.
- Oh.

This is, uh, Tucker.

Christopher's son.

Hi.

Hi.

Yeah.

All right, so, we go in.

You got my back,
right?

No.

And I don't
have hers either.

Wh... I need help getting
her to understand.

No, you don't.

Just got to tell her
how you feel.

Case today... two young men

struggled to
speak their truth.

Speak yours.

What if she
doesn't accept it?

You hear her out,
you talk about it.

I just want
to make her proud.

You already got that.

She's a wise woman.

She loves you.

Hell of a combo.

Thank you.

You bet.

Come here.

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